Everywhere I looked people were going insane; crying, squeaking, laughing, and screaming. I mean, I don't blame them; after all, there lives are in danger, but still. Am I the only rational person here? I guess I've always been stranger then the average person. I dodged behind a pillar and looked towards the direction the gunshots were coming from. A large group of men in lab coats were gathered around with heavy artillery. Was that really necessary? They probably were allowed in, thinking that it was all part of some super villain costume, little did they know it wasn't a costume. I face palmed and zeroed my focus in on the guy in the middle, with a black lab coat. Way to be conspicuous main evil guy. Amelia, still on the ground flops around trying to find me from down there, though she seems to dare not make a noise. I'm doing this for her, so she better not bring attention to herself. The lab coat guys begin spreading apart, looking around. Crapface. Time to put my useless training into good use. I roll silently over to another pillar, then another, then another, until I am directly behind the main crowd of them. There were five able bodied men, the odds were obviously in my favor. Even in times like this, my brain could seep with heavy sarcasm; maybe it was a defense mechanism to keep me from peeing myself. The main guy was talking, and luckily, he was loud.

" Now, as the rest of our guys gather up the civilians, we get the shot's ready. I really hope this thing will pull through otherwise all our work will be for nothing," Wow, no evil laugh? He was probably a different bread of super villain, maybe the practical kind. One of his cohorts began to talk,

" Sir, I don't know about this. Giving powers, to humans? This won't work, even if they will all be willing to work for us, they make get corrupted," Lab coated guys laughed like donkeys, or at least it seemed most of them did as the poor evil guy drooped his head.

" Trust me men! These nerds will be so happy that all there dreams will come true, they won't care if they are working for us, because we have the power to take it all away." The main guy holds up a separate syringe with a strange black liquid in it. My heart pounds through my chest. All that they were saying, they won't even hesitate to do it. No one is going to stop them. No superheros know about this, though they should. This is without a doubt in their job description. But, what they were talking about doing, that was horrible. Sure, I want super powers as much as the next guy, but to get it this way, in an experiment, it's not right. I have to stop this. Once again I force my brain to go into action mode, looking for possible exits and strategies all in several seconds. I do the one idea that has the most chance of saving everyone, except me. I have no time to think, to even breathe as I leap out into the sir with expert force, thanks to adrenaline. The main lab coat guy shouts something I can't hear, but I'm assuming it's not,

" Hey look! This girl! We should go because she's badass looking, in her unreasonably high heeled boots!"

I jump on him. He grabs for me but before he can't I swing my pointed boot and go straight for his nuggets. He's down. Four more to go. A punch from behind swings toward the right side of my face, I drop down and it gets the guy who was going for me from my left. Convenient huh? Having the Bad guys beat themselves up for me. Sadly, that's not the solution. Another guy, I didn't notice, knocks my legs out from under me and all the breath from my body escapes. He laughs. Now, there's the super villain laugh.

The main guy gets up slowly, clearly still in pain.

" Little girl, you'll be the first." He smiles the most horrible smile I've ever seen, and that beats all the horror movies I have watched. I scream, hey, I don't care about my dignity anymore all right? I'm just a teenage girl for Pete's sake. My scream doesn't get answered. My body fails to move. I think this is what people call 'being in shock', except I had a good reason to be. He takes a syringe with green liquid and sends it violently into my arm. Fire everywhere. I can't see anything that I could before, all I see is black and purple and blue flames. I can't speak, so all I do is scream, and I don't even know if that worked. I can't hear either. Through all the worst agony I have ever felt, I see red. A red shirt with black sleeves and a black and yellow cape. A frowning mouth, and shaggy dark hair. Before losing all consciousness, the little I had left; I think to myself, fighting all the hope I had left. Just another costumed boy, it couldn't be him.